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92 · Jan 2022
The Dive Bomber
Michael Marchese Jan 2022
What else could I write you
About me
It’s something
For I can not feel
But expression’s the one thing
A slum
Biddy ***
Going numb
Scribble gunsling
A note
From a stroke
Of the demons I stoke
When awoken
I wrote
A most luminous cloak
To adorn in the never mourn
Forests of lore
I ignored petty squabbles
Of gods waging war
For assured of my deity
Status was I
I was diamond shard dragons
Designing the sky
And the why
Was awhirl
With her final goodbye
Then I wandered
Despondency wastes
In despair
And I spat in the faces
Of people who care
And therein lies the tragic
Downfall of the boy
And the flying machine
That he seeks to destroy
92 · Feb 26
Lenin on the Train
Promise justice
Into dust
Is this
Fortune foretold
Determined,
Terminated,
Propagated
Stories all
Unfold
From Pravda’s
Driving Mazdas
Writing in
Their power
People
In a language spoken
Woke enough
To scheme a lesser evil
92 · Feb 12
Remedial English
Roaming
My home again
Thrown to oblivion
Reading too much
Teenage angst-
Driven
Drama
So full of despair
And yet,
Missing the comma
Disarmed of my otherwise
Harmony
Polity
Suddenly thoughts
Are released from
Frivolity
Volumes outspoken
As two cents
And comments
And compliments
Seldom
But feedback composed
By thine hands
That have held them
At odds
With my former
Identified
Self
Undeserving of living
Afflicted
I felt
So addicted
To fearing
To others
Would spread
What my dismal contagion
Virulently dreads,
Permeates
Every inch
Every crevice
Recesses of mind
And as not
But a writer
I cured it in time
92 · Aug 2021
Means to Ends
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Was I somebody
Or somebody’s pawn?
Just a piece in a game
Making moves
Moving on
Now it’s gone
Either way
The potential career
The commute,
The computing
White collar veneer
The appearance of wealth,
Status boost,
Middle class
Just delusions of grandeur’s
Next vanity mask
But I wanted it
Fond of its
Ease and convenience
So much I romanticized
Crowning achievements
Would seamlessly
Elevate me
To positions
Where fullest potential
Ambitions
Envisioned
Perfection expected
Realistically proven
But failure again
Pens the bitter conclusion
92 · Apr 1
The Kingmakers
What becomes of the kingmakers
Need I remind you
Or just allow
They continue to blind you
What masterwork’s
Masterful hands
Master’s hills
Haven’t raised enough prices
And drowned you in bills
Existentially threatened you
Racking up kills
As if hunting’s in season
All year
We’re all deer
And the game’s
An election
All year
To steer clear
Of the history lesson
No no
Might reveal
How the power sustains itself
Through a New Deal
92 · Mar 2022
Making Her Perfect
Michael Marchese Mar 2022
Resurgent desire
Still spreading like cancer
I feel its entire
Eternal no answer
To why can’t it be
She responds when I want,
Is my picturesque
In distress
In my dreams haunt
So romantically
Fantasies
More than a memory
There when I need
Her bemusing serenity
Verbally
Lyrically
Muted in mystery
All of it
Mine
Dispossessed
But promissory
Nor to control
Just to pass away time
Before down in a hole
Or some contract to sign
92 · Aug 2024
Hollywood
Michael Marchese Aug 2024
Memorize these names
It’s fame
Makes idols of iconoclasts
And critics of acclaim
And so we put them on
This pedestal
Then thin the ranks
To skeletal
Like skewed dysmorphic
Perfect
Happy endings
Unforgettable
But Oedipal
Complexes
Just neglect
Abusing youth
From when they’re groomed
To how they’re broomed
To independently
Produced
When the producer
The seducer
Just reduces them to dust
But not of stars
On boulevards
But merely objects of
Their lust
92 · Nov 2024
The Shuttle Driver
Michael Marchese Nov 2024
Check my ambitions
Of power and greed
For today I must write
What the histories
Read
Not what leaves me
Beleaguered by
Years of devotion
Implosion
Awhirl with
Conflicted emotion
On one hand
The wheel
Toward the road ahead
Steering
Just now I’m not paid
To set down the path
Veering
The other still reaching for
Lists to give
Tips
And a look back to see
The familiars I’ve missed
How I wished to keep
Rolling along
What I learned
A new town
The best spots
Play my songs
As I earned
An affordable  
Stature
An honestly
Modest
Addition
Opinion
On timeliness
Promised
A charioteer
For a castle beside
The vast shore
And horizon
Deep into
I’d ride
Down its corridors
Stride
In its passages
Hide
And its passengers
Welcomed
Their guide to confide
92 · Oct 2022
Rooted
Michael Marchese Oct 2022
Have I done enough
Thinking
For both of us now
My accomplishments
Nothingness
Still don’t know how
I could ever be down
For a down-payment town
For submission
Conditioned
To bow to the crown
Never found
The unbound
To its soaked in blood ground
I remain
My remains
As the Earth spins around
Not demanding my presence
But yet nonetheless
She accepts me
Addresses me
An
Honored guest
92 · Jul 2020
The Apex
Michael Marchese Jul 2020
Still bringing machines
To their knees
With the ease
Of my sentient,
Sentiment
Sensory
Gene
With the band and I
Slam-piecing
Klans
On demand
As we’re pilfering
*****-grab hand’s
Contrabands
And still planning
The getaway
Waste away lands
To the sands
Bring the vibes
And imbibe
The revival
Survival is our
Existential time trial
And its
Human race
We replace
With the state
Of our **** the sys-tem
We’re immune to its hate
And then in its wake
Break
Former orders
And judge
Them to be
History,
On its pages a smudge
91 · Jun 2020
Slow Learner
Michael Marchese Jun 2020
I’m sorry I hurt you
Not worth your forgiveness
And even admitting it’s
Probably superfluous
Just what you wanted to hear
For too long
Was how I tried to sound
Like the loveliest song
But the worst I did wrong
Wasn’t something I said
But the dread overwhelming
My thoughts of you head
Unexpressed to the best
Of its unwritten stammer
Its stuttering,
Fluttering
Must impress manner
So much
So impossibly much more to say
But so little
Could even begin
To convey
What you needed to know
To be seeing
The me
Unmistakably
Who I am
Being
When I
Couldn’t tell you why
Something had changed
And the feelings I had for you
All rearranged
But still present
In each active moment
Despite how I often
Consigned
To postponement
Refined
More precisely defined
The words chosen
When once again drawn
From the depths of lament
What you mean to me
Finally
I represent
91 · Mar 2021
Negative Thoughts
Michael Marchese Mar 2021
Avoid designating
Refrain from disclaiming
Them all as unwanted
Inimical maiming
Of mental health
In the abstract
What is that?
Except failure to separate
Me from the act
Of what finds its way
Slithering
Into my head
As it coils and hisses
What I like to dread
91 · Mar 2021
Last Night Around
Michael Marchese Mar 2021
Forget me
Just let me
Fade into oblivion
I know a million
Plus times
I’ve been living in
Such a concurrent
Divergent
Disgrace
Can’t escape
Inundated
By this dreaded state
It’s the kind
New beginnings
Can’t even suspend
Like a sickness of mind
I cannot comprehend
Only go on pretending
I staunchly still strive
To convince myself otherwise
Try to survive
91 · Jan 2023
Reunion with the Void
Michael Marchese Jan 2023
Now so enamored
I just couldn’t leave
If you left me to die
The loss I still bereave
Furthermore would the memories
Cease to be made
I would give up,
Give in,
Nor again
Try to save
What remains
Of my wayward
Outcast
Unaccomplishment
Mask
Having worn it so long
While pretending to try
I would never again
Let these causes belie
Without her
Just a blur
Between then
And the end
Nothing new though
Oblivion
My oldest friend
91 · May 2022
Conshroomption Habits
Michael Marchese May 2022
Need something stronger
A little bit longer
To last
When I’m passed
The returning to
Older me versions
I stashed
In a baggy of buggy
Feel creepy and crawly
Bizarre human oddity
God in its folly
91 · Jun 2022
Lead me on
Michael Marchese Jun 2022
Let’s take a few months
Of this getting to know you
The real me,
You feel me
Explicitly told you
Withholding no side
Of the life I’m about,
Yet despite your acceptance
The lingering doubt
Unexpressed,
Just suppressed
Now you choose to address it
Is not what you want
Anymore
So why press it?
At all
Any further
Your choice is made
Done
I’m just sorry
I’m not what you want,
Not the one
Michael Marchese Jul 2018
Why does it cry so
In the night I so wonder
Perhaps it is merely
Insatiable hunger
Yet picture yourself
Infantile again
Knowing only one thing,
That someday it will end
But in lacking a language
To verbalize fear
You incessantly shriek it
In terrified tears
91 · Feb 2018
Worthless
Michael Marchese Feb 2018
Socratic **** heads off their meds
Don’t always look like kids with dreads
Sometimes they **** a different strain
Of Communism’s crack contain
Mad geniuses I can’t explain
You people fret about all day
Addicted to existence pain
And all the dollar signs it weighs
91 · Mar 2022
Period
Michael Marchese Mar 2022
Things could be going so well
Meaning more
But there’s so little I
Care about anymore
She is surely
All there
The best move I could make
She reminds me of you
At the end of heartache
Yet another still lingers
And moves in and out
And uncovers what lurks
In the shadows of doubt
And exists only there
When she seems to look well
But consistently drags herself
Back into hell
Where I sink with her slowly
Enable,
Destabilize her
When I’m lonely
A homely male presence
Still paying his penance
She is the full stop
At the end of my sentence
91 · Sep 2020
Paimon
Michael Marchese Sep 2020
Mere seconds asleep
But was deep
In the rem
When upon me befell
A malicious demon
And what happened then
Still haunts
My waking night’s pen
At the edge of my bed
It is there once again
Not of form
Nor of feature
A shadowy creature,
Insidious wisp
Wickedness
Its demeanor
Don’t know what it wants,
What it thinks,
What it seeks
I can only grip tighter
The covers and sheets
And replete with paralysis
Fear
Cognizance
I can only succumb to its
Malevolence
91 · Mar 7
In the Interim
And yet
All we take
To the grave
Is most worthless
No plight
Or birthright
Form of life
Could deserve this
Competitive nature
Default to temptation
This cutting edge
Fully fledged
War of creation
91 · Apr 2021
Mindcraft
Michael Marchese Apr 2021
I just wake up and I write
At night
And in the twilight
I am the owl
In the eye
Of the tornado
Anthracite
I burrow under the ground
And in the crown’s contorted coffers
I’m still lurking around
‘Tryna’ figure it out
It could be China
No doubt
It’s coming down to this
Imperial
Delirium
Bacterium
I claw it and I clash with
Magisterium
Experience
Appear when it’s too real
And when I’m feeling too
Hyperion
Then put it to the pit
And then the wavelengths I emit
Become the vanquished on the pages
Merely smudges I omit
And mark ‘em whether
In the netherworld
Or heavens
It is hosted
I still summon subterranean
Relationships I’ve ghosted
91 · May 2019
The Tragic Comedy
Michael Marchese May 2019
Stop me if you've heard this
Tired joke
Another time
Before I tell my own rendition
And deliver the punchline
With all the impact of
A ton of bricks
Pianos from the sky
Falling down upon your head before
You laugh so hard
You die
Upon realizing just how swiftly,
Just how quickly
It is taken
Could be minutes,
Even seconds
But you never will awaken
Once the Sandman claims a stake in
You, and tips the hourglass
As you descend within its grains
To plummet past a flashing past
Before your eyes is cast
Rewind
What then becomes
The conscious mind
To have so ardently endured
Travails and trials
Of absurd
Why did you feel?
Why did you love?
Why look for answers
Up above?
Why seek you for
More to this life?
Why even suffer
Wrong and right?
When from beginning
To the end
Knew all along
Never again
Could you forestall
Inexorable
Nor rise from its
Impending fall
From whence we crawled
Out of its depths
And slithered till we
Stood *****
Will be the one and only
Destination that awaits
So stop me if you've heard
The twisted
Sense of humor
Of the fates
91 · Feb 2022
Taking Requests
Michael Marchese Feb 2022
Forgot a few songs
Then remembered them later
Attempting to live
To the fullest
And savor
The moment it hits me
And pits me against
What instinctively tells me
It ends in laments
More unbearable
Nay,
More unfathomable
Than the last time
Her tastes
Were unpalatable
Michael Marchese Nov 2023
Not problems
Ideations
More like mental health
Math equations
Wait
Can I say that
It’s not a condition?
Just bury myself
In my work
In my mission
In reason
Still lacking a purpose
But aimed
At the brains
Of the same
Kinda strange
91 · Oct 2020
Reversion Therapy
Michael Marchese Oct 2020
Pathetic without you,
Whole part of me’s missing
Its multiple others
Not there to begin with
Consuming me
From the inside
And then out
I project insecure,
Retrospectively doubt
I was ever assured
Hurting you could feel good
When I knew all along
Only freeing you would
From my radical chains
To your practical change
Make my narcissist
Two-faceless ego
Estranged  
From you there in the meadow
My shadow outcast
In its final act’s
Spinal trap
Last goodbye
Flash
91 · Aug 2024
Modesty in Mediocrity
Michael Marchese Aug 2024
Maybe this isn’t
Adroitness
A talent
My skill with a blade
Not as brave
Nor as gallant
As one who was made
In a penmanship palace
Imbalanced
My trade
Often deficits
Palates
And I am left just
A distasteful
Impostor
Recounting the ways
I’ve repeatedly
Lost her
And offer it all
To judgmental
Reviewers
Who learn me like
Pro bono
Poetry tutors
90 · Nov 2023
Ant-Man and the Wasp
Michael Marchese Nov 2023
Coward
You felt it
I know it
So chase it
Don’t ghost its
Verboseness
Its lack of embraces
Its pauses in places
Its stuttering
Muttering
Fluttering
Bumblebee
Try as I might
There is lonely
My lunacy
Solely
My infancy
Slightly matured
More inured to the suffering
Sooner you bring
More restored
By the solitude sorrows
I sing
Upon feeling the jolt
Of your poisonous sting
90 · Feb 2024
Star-Fallen Love
Michael Marchese Feb 2024
Been infallible
Idols
And I dole out
Judgment
Save all of the punishment
For my repugnant
Begrudging
Bewildered
Beleaguered
Bedeviled
Form-fated
To fade
Disappearing
Disheveled
Upon revelations
That I do not make it
Don’t tell her I love her
And through my heart stake it
And take with me
Only the burden
Of buried
Across
The flow souls
Like a river
I’m ferried
For there we
Once were
Once contained
Me and her
And it murmurs
Its resonance
Lulls its allure
Unobscured
In translation
That there is no sacred
No vow
More profound
Than in darknesses
Naked
Admitting
Confessing
Professing
Our faults
Our disgraces
Our destiny
Meant to be
What this exalts
90 · Apr 2022
Bumble Girl
Michael Marchese Apr 2022
Maybe a day
Or two tops
But at three
That you hadn’t a free moment
I fail to see
So just tell me
It’s not what you want
Or expected
Directly ignored
I can’t take
But rejected
Inured to
For years
I’ve been no ones
Priority
Intimate friends
Always end
In obscurity
90 · Apr 23
Privatization
Little excites
Like it used to
Ignites
The creative spark
Darkening
Save to incite
An incisive
But maybe
Divisive
Disorder
Identity crises
Of billionaires’
Borders  
And lawlessness orders
Like Wild West
Fable’s
Evangelists
Saying
Its grace at their tables
But saving their scraps
For as always
The trash
As their scare tactics
Home economically
Crash
Into fast money
Supermarkets
To the rescue
And poster boy
Seek and destroyers
To bless you
With testing their products
And formerly “services”
Rendered
By state
And municipal servicemen
All just exploited
Sold off
Or disposed
By the donor class
Capital gains
Undisclosed
90 · Mar 2021
Commencements
Michael Marchese Mar 2021
Excited
Expecting
To be on my way soon
Move into a place
With my friends,
A new commune
To seek opportunity
Knocks at the door
When I answer
Can greet it with
Change in decor
Anything that I want
To no longer feel home
Is consistently roaming
And go it alone
90 · Jun 2024
The Once and Forever King
Michael Marchese Jun 2024
Cavalries,
Fleets,
And the streets
Are all mine
All these corridors, mine
All these concubines, mine
All my coffers are brimming
With enemies’ dime
And my dungeons still reek
Of the insolent swine
And my right to command
All the land
Is divine
But I will
Cause depression,
Make hunger a weapon,
And question the curs
Like a history lesson
90 · May 2019
One More Day in Paradise
Michael Marchese May 2019
An entry a day
To the traveler's journal
Demobilized in
A remote sanctuary
Continues momentum
Like pendulums swinging
Since feet remain
Stuck in the muddy
Moors clinging
To boots and to soles
Of his running shoes glued
To the ground
His legs hardly can move
Anymore
But he does
It because
To be stagnant and seated
Just pents up his energy
Not yet depleted
Completely on one more
Delusion crusade
Where these words come to life
Than as all things
Must fade
90 · Jan 2020
Now I See the Light
Michael Marchese Jan 2020
Night class
By solar lamp
Far more sustainable
Genuine-lightenment
No more attainable
Yet to disciples
Is worth
The investment
Impression I get
Is they haven’t
Been tested
On subject materials
Of eruditions
Transcending ethereal’s
Words of God’s
Spreading diseases
Venereal
Fruitfully-multiplied
Rampant
Infanticide
Pride in an anti-abortion
Demise
In alive
More condemned
To impending
Expenses
Portents
Of a fist
Rising in
The air clenched
For its pittance
Last cent
Has been spent
On the rent
And the debts
And the names
It forgets
Of its very own
Progeny seed
History
Effaced from the slate
State’s
Illiteracy free
To the public
But sold
Privately
Cutta’ peace  
Of the skyscraper
Cake
Let them eat
From the scrap heaps
Of history
Still on repeat
And asleep
I could teach
A class
Clearly distinguished
But through it
Exude
A feud
Not yet relinquished

So onto impending
Long marches embark
To the promised landless
Wealth disparities
Stark
And the heart of it?
Darkness
A global south reeling
Like sea levels up to
Our bets
In debt ceiling

The whole world is feeling
Disorders
And borders
Our minds
Are bombarded by
Media mortars
Attention-grabs constantly
Picking our pockets
And more artificial
Brain draining
Can't stop it

And you think it’s what?
An Israeli
Witch hunt?
Robber baron
Trump cun🙃’s
Next publicity stunt?
That will salvage this sinking
Titanic disgrace
This imperial ******* cede’s
Unresolved race
To consumerist
Tok bottom's
Mass-produced waste

But my warning
Though cryptic,
Explicit for years
It would come
With a flag,
And a cross,
And some beers
But I’d gladly break bread
With my countrymen
Now and then
Free to speak
Their preferred tongues
Of American

Fluently spewing
Self-evident truths
Yet proficiently parroting
Penguins in suits
With their legacies
Stained
Merit-baseless
Admission
Still masterfully feigned
As a unified vision

Omissions of guilt
From the most
Greedy filth
We have seen
In our time
By the millions
A minute
Their profit ships
Climb
And so many
A powerless man
Left behind
And their penny stock
Options
Seem more like a crime…🤔…

But I guess we don’t try
Those offenses
In court
We just settle for less
Than a right to abort
We don’t hold to account
All the coin they extort
Don’t put tariffs
On trafficking human
Import
Unreported
Distorted reality
Snort
When the law
Is a ***** fat cat,
A Musk rat,
A rohypnotize
Broligarch
Party boy
Frat
90 · May 2020
Breath Taken
Michael Marchese May 2020
Sort of driving me crazy
How much
Lament heavies
It weighs
On my subconsciousness  
Consciences
As it levies
All odds
Stacked against me
It knows what I want
More than I ever could
How it knows
It wants you
Even if
It’s not good
And it wants
To apologize
See you sometimes
But still wants
To be so far alone
In demises
Comprising
The see you again
But why would
You want to
Ever
Letters resend
It was clear
It was over
The moment I saw
You were eons apart
From me
Breaking the law
Just to face you again
In my tiny lie shame
Just to feel me
Inside you
Exhaling your name
90 · Nov 2019
Inclement Weather
Michael Marchese Nov 2019
2 AM
And a torrent
Torments me
Seems Nature herself
Is intent to incense me
For days
Not a drop
But when I seek to leave
It comes crashing in gallons
As if spitefully
The rain dancers
Bemused
By lugubrious moods
Their deluge
Has so rudely
Awoken me to
90 · Mar 2024
What I Can Offer
Michael Marchese Mar 2024
Knowing my uses
Are few
Loosened
Nooses
Reclusive
At home
In the shadow
Seduces
Before I can even
But hope
To resist it
Commit to escaping
The paradigm
Shifted
Adrift
I’ve repeated it
Various ways
Rhymed astray
With another
Same ****
Different day
And replayed
All the worst case
Scenarios
Possible,
Plausible
Some
Imminently
Unstoppable
Come
Let me show you
The ones
Become real
And what’s left in the wake
Of the latest
Fate sealed
90 · Nov 2019
Boy Wonders
Michael Marchese Nov 2019
Earth as it’s gleaming
In radiant splendor
It renders me speechless
Tongue-twisted endeavor
A pleasure I never felt
Ever before
And a severance with
A desire for more
If I could
I would share it
With all of life’s forms
And for them proudly wear it
A crown of sharp thorns
As my hurricane brain
Storms a gentle, tempestuous
Restive and festive
Pellucid perfectionist
Scheming and dreaming
What all lack of meaning
I glean to be me
In the solace of being
As fleeting as eons
Abscond out of sight
In the eyes
Of the chosen sun child’s
Delight
90 · Aug 2022
Record Keeping
Michael Marchese Aug 2022
This isn’t a gift
Nor a curse
Just a part
Of complete me
Eventually
Making his mark
On a world whose indifference
Too long to his words
Kept him down,
Not a sound
From his speech
Came without
An implacable
Actual
Need to be written
Ambitions
Envision
Imperial Britain
Some urge to preserve
Share what makes me
Exceptional
Soar in my hubris’
Downfall confessional
90 · Jun 2024
Political Oncology
Michael Marchese Jun 2024
Difference of opinion
On who’s fit
For this position
On which either one’s
Division
For the country
Is consistent
With their actions
Speaking louder
Than their policy decisions
If their words
Are incoherent
And their facts
Are blatant lies
And we can see
Hypocrisy
Definitively
On both sides
But can’t agree
That mental faculties
Though clearly in decline
Do not determine
That the candidacy’s
Cancer
Is benign
Michael Marchese Oct 2018
Just know
I found no
Better place left to go
Where I wander eternally
Restless in woe
Is an arid expanse
Where I reap what I sow
And what grows there
Can never quite seem to appease
The fell hunger
Just miles of salted-earth seas
And the breeze is a fiery
Whirlwind of plague
And about me outstretched
Filthy hands as they beg
Seem to stay my own conscience
From dealings with just
And as fairness and equity
Wither to dust
I look forward to dusk
And tread on to the dawn
Of long gone dreams of lush
Verdant pastures and meadows
And forests enchanted
By paradise shadows
For there lying fallow
Beside a soft stream
Is my long-deceased faith
In this nightmarish dream
89 · May 15
Heat Vision
Seeing only red
Dilutes the stop light
Colored
Dread
And all the rest
Is free to go
Into a
Hasty
Guilty
Pled
So slow you roll
Before creating
One more not so
Special ed
Another crime scene to be fled
Another pipeline to aWOKEn
The arrested walking dead
Another anthem of the victimized
To fill your little head
And wedded foremost
To your infantries
You hiss and lash
And shed
The superficial
Artificial
Skin decisions
To conform
To recapitulate
Submissively
And watch
The global warm
End it will
End in madness
End in failure
If you let it
End in misery
In woebegone
In malice
You’ll inherit
Such disparate
Inequalities
Devoid of any
Merit
But you’ll wear it
Like a patriotic flag
Catches the wind
And not to brag
But you will
Reinvent
Its colors
Of the skin
Yet some inherent
Mortal sin
Might in
The shadows
Deep instill
An ever-looming
Private interest
Despotism
Shoot to ****
89 · Feb 2018
Mercurial
Michael Marchese Feb 2018
The world is a battlefield
A chess board
My oyster
The mission
The vision
Two coins of the same
Get a job
Go to work
Kind of sadistic game
So the next time you see me
Return from beyond
With a changed peace of mind
Know I’ve already won
Michael Marchese Feb 2018
You were my fleeting moment in eternity girl
Here today, gone tomorrow
You made me forget to remember the sorrow
No need when the breeze was the ease in our speech
In the wooded glade discoursing consciousness streams we’d converse
As I wallowed in self-pity prisms of loss
Yet to bridge such a void you’d this universe cross
89 · Apr 12
The Daily Bugle
Remember
We censor them too
Through the screens
Satirizing
And lionizing
The machines
That have codified
History’s
Dissident screams
Surreptitiously
Silenced
Yet echoing themes
Of more radical
Violence
Inflicted to quell
Such repellent invasions
Of interconnected
Manchurian agents
From somewhere external
Hard drive
Or internal
Disservices
Revenue
Revenants’
Journal
Is purged
From the room
And the record
Expunged
But the text is eternal
When wechat
Among
Our unruly, yet orderly
Disciplined minds
Turn the weapons they’ve formed
Against us
Into crimes
Because no can hide
Their free speech
From the markets
And we can Biden to its
Capitol’s carcass
Or Trump card the world
Like a billionaire Marxist
Unplugged from the shrug
And suggest me a drug  
Is the microprocessor
Encrypting the bug
89 · Jan 2020
Cassandra
Michael Marchese Jan 2020
Though nothing became of us
Crushing on you
Resonates
In my fondest
Of memory’s youth
And you still sneak into
Reveries,
Frequently
And you pleasant surprise
What I guess
I feel secretly
Still unrequited
Though not quite
One-sided
For lip services
We made out
To confided
In each other’s
Tacit, in passing-
Bye passions
We’d hide
From divergent path
Actions
And different friend
Factions
In class where I tried
To sit close to you
Biding
Each second applying
To seeing you smiling
Or making you laugh
Even once
Was worthwhile
And all I desired
Was taking you places
From playgrounds
Abounding
With fifth-grade embraces
To college reunion years’
Intoxications
Awaiting you then
Like I did as a kid
Who’d antagonize you
When I couldn’t admit
To the prettiest girl,
How her loveliness gripped
At my new to emotion’s
Awoken attraction
Unspoken
And now it’s too late
To relocate its fate
Just wistfully wonder
And reminisce how
I fell under her spell
And dwell still in it now
89 · Jun 2023
The Bothan Spy
Michael Marchese Jun 2023
Holes in my running shoes
Same old recycled news
Nooses
And crosses
And lost is our
Helpless youth
Soothing albeit
To see it
Inspired
To rise to the skies
Like a funeral
Pyre
Aspire
To signify
This is defiance
Our dog eat dog world’s
All too human
Alliance
And we compromise
With our difference’s
Union
But never on vision’s
Imperial ruin
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